Operation
Novemberiffic Omegamission
The end of another season: we brought it home in style.

MRC buzzed with covert and overt activity as we got our mettle cranked up and our choppers ready to dance on. Except Treekiller who spent the whole time complaining about his teeth.

At launch our strike force was 24 pilots strong, from salted space veterans to babymaggots Runway and BadKat. Ships ranged from 5(!) HARVs to Nosepicker's bizarre single-thruster vessel, ancient rustbuckets like Catastrophe rubbing their gnarly thrusters with the glossy pink likes of HelloKILLY.

Our flight was smooth like a baby bottom running tubular slicks, and no mechanical trouble delayed us as YT navigated anfractuously through Cambridge and Somerville systems. We wound up at the pink-lit, cube-strewn corner of space below planet Zakim, there to perform the end-of-season rites.

For warmups, a medal of Flying Ace went to Wombat for his valiant victories at derby on occasions when Nosepicker was not present. Century medals predictably went to the crew of that mission.

Stone cogs went to Piranha and a couple of pikers who couldn't be bothered to show up. Instisomething and Dreadfoo I think. Bronzes were awarded the diabolical Dr Claw, eXceSs, and (duh!) Civitron. And Treekiller (henceforth to be known as "Treekiller, the Quiet Storm") is this year's Iron. It was a moving ceremony and I hope someone will upload a picture of the cog because it's super cute.

Business done, we appreciated the breathtaking cold of deep space for a while, thanked each other and hugged to conserve body heat, then headed home.

SCUL's flight this mission was glorious. The funk was smooth, our ships were in full effect (shout out to Hackworth's fire-spitting SparklePony!), food and floaties alike were lit up with joy. I love
when we pass a T bus, the HARVs up at passenger eye level, and you can see a shockwave of smiles
go through it.

Closing ceremonies were as befits such a mission, with hazing of babymaggots, and cheers for our beloved Fleet Admiral that coalesced into a spiraling Huggicane! Then it was back to the fort for snacks and tequila from Metoikos, and sentimental good nights.

In closing, BAAANE THUUUNDERPANTS!
Pilot Ship Points Promotion
BadCat Civilianship 0  
BaneThunderwolf Skylab 407.125  
beezwax Chastity 588.839  
DeathTrap Bonnie & Clyde 501.226   Rear Admiral, Lower Half
DeyDeyGlow Long Haul 0  
DrClaw Catastrophe 573.515  
excess Chutes & Ladders 381.197  
Fleet Admiral Skunk Cloudbuster 867.522  
hackworth Sparkle Pony 675.814  
Leotard Lazarus 469.595  
metoikos Mjollnir 664.542  
moose LokiDucker 352.702   Rear Admiral, Upper Half
Nosepicker Dr. Beverly Crusher 292.614  
pecan D.B. Cooper 224.937   Master Chief Petty Officer
Piranha Lemon Wedge 486.314   Admiral
Runway Wingnut 0   Recruit
Stogie Wadlow 389.046  
Thalo Darkendank 145.811   Lieutenant, Junior Grade
Threespeed Schadenfreude 178.378  
Treekiller lorax 332.964  
vomit Famine 279.379  
Wombat Vertigo 435.39  
yt SecretAsianSCULly 396.61  
ZyGoat Hello, KILLY! 199.71   Senior Chief Petty Officer
Mission Task Pilot
Airlock excess
Chalk Bag ZyGoat
Cleaner metoikos
ComSat Monkey beezwax
Damage Control Wombat
Deck Officer metoikos
Deck Officer Asst. beezwax
Filmer hackworth
Flat Bag BaneThunderwolf
Food Wrangler metoikos
Medi Bag Leotard
Mission Leader Fleet Admiral Skunk
Mission Reporter Leotard
MRC Officer Fleet Admiral Skunk
Navigator yt
RadioBox A DeyDeyGlow
Radiobox B Leotard
Sticker Bag pecan
Still Cam Stogie
Tailgunner Treekiller
Tool Bag DeyDeyGlow
Wookiee Bag DrClaw
Division: MAD
Date: 11/03/2012
Status: Success 
Origin: 
Destination: glory under the Zakim
Light Years: 15.966
G-Well Activity: 1.28
Technical Rating: 2.73